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gloss up – feeling myself lyrics

[intro]
¿donde estás, yolanda?
¿qué pasó, qué pasó, yolanda?
te busqué, te busqué, yolanda
y no estás, y no estás, yolanda

[chorus]
no, you hoes can’t sit next to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
ain’t no b+tch that’s a threat to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
he your man, but he a pest to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
write a check, that’s how you check for me (i’m feelin’ myself)
bad b+tch, i be in my bag (i’m feelin’ myself)
talk nice, buy me ice, give me cash (i’m feelin’ myself)
pretty b+tch, but he still can’t smash (i’m feelin’ myself)
i’m the one, lil’ ho, do the math (i’m feelin’ myself)

[verse 1]
no, i’m not petite, but a b+tch thick as oatmeal (thick)
gang of bad+ass b+tches with no chill (none)
your n+gga blowin’ up my phone still (come get him)
ass all in his mouth like a gold grill (yeah)
big gloss, but i told that n+gga call me mami (call me mami)
casamigos got me poppin’ p+ssy like a molly (like a what?)
clutch on my bikini, waistline teeny+tiny (tiny)
still’ll beat a b+tch ass just in case you wanna try me, ayy (just in case)
told papi throw them pesos (throw that money)
he love the way a memphis b+tch give him besos (besos)
cancún, made him eat it like queso (yum)
them other hoes disappear like presto (like presto)
[chorus]
no, you hoes can’t sit next to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
ain’t no b+tch that’s a threat to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
he your man, but he a pest to me (i’m feelin’ myself)
write a check, that’s how you check for me (i’m feelin’ myself)
bad b+tch, i be in my bag (i’m feelin’ myself)
talk nice, buy me ice, give me cash (i’m feelin’ myself)
pretty b+tch, but he still can’t smash (i’m feelin’ myself)
i’m the one, lil’ ho, do the math (i’m feelin’ myself)

[verse 2]
weak+ass hoes, i don’t f+ck with ’em (i don’t f+ck with ’em)
give a n+gga to the streets when i’m done with ’em (give him back)
real b+tch, havin’ everything the way i want
doin’ me, really give a f+ck who don’t (f+ck ’em)
skin soft, ass fat, thick b+tch, p+ssy good (yeah)
gettin’ money all around the world, but i’m still hood (still hood)
hair long, wrist lit, waist sn+tched, b+tch bad (uh)
poppin’ big sh+t like a b+tch wish she could

- gloss up lyrics

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